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A pair of Green Moray eels (Gymnothorax Prasinus) pose in greeting 😉 during a night dive in Swansea Channel, near Newcastle, Australia.
Original transparency taken with Nikonos II + W-NIKKOR 35mm f2.5 + 20cm close-up lens, with Seatite strobe.
Following the American Revolution, the village of Pittsburgh continued to grow. One of its earliest industries was boat building for settlers of the Ohio Country. In 1784, Thomas Viceroy completed a town plan which was approved by the Penn family attorney. Pittsburgh became a possession of Pennsylvania in 1785. The following year, the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette was started, and in 1787, the Pittsburgh Academy was chartered. Unrest during the Whiskey Rebellion of 1794 resulted in federal troops being sent to the area. By 1797, glass manufacture began, while the population grew to around 1,400. Settlers came via routes over the Appalachian Mountains or through the Great Lakes. Fort Pitt (now Pittsburgh) at the source of the Ohio River became the main base for settlers moving into the Northwest Territory.
The War of 1812 cut off the supply of British goods, stimulating American industry. By 1815, Pittsburgh was producing significant quantities of iron, brass, tin, and glass. On March 18, 1816, the 46-year-old local government became a city. It was served by numerous river steamboats, that increased trading traffic on the rivers. In the 1830s, many Welsh people from the Merthyr steelworks immigrated to the city following the aftermath of the Merthyr Rising. By the 1840s, Pittsburgh was one of the largest cities west of the Allegheny Mountains. The Great Fire of Pittsburgh destroyed over a thousand buildings in 1845.
The city rebuilt with the aid of Irish immigrants who came to escape the Great Famine. By 1857, Pittsburgh's 1,000 factories were consuming 22 million coal bushels yearly. Coal mining and iron manufacturing attracted waves of European immigrants to the area, increasingly from southern and eastern Europe
My little angel boy, Tee....precious memories! Here's a true Christmas story that happened many years ago:
Postcard with a photo of an orca making its annual passage through Puget Sound. I bought this when I visited Seattle in June, 2022. Sent to a Postcrossing member in the United States.
I’m not exactly sure where this came from. It's a cast iron bank and apparently had (or had) some kind of mechanism where Sam would drop a coin in the red satchel which fell into a chamber below, The lower chamber is disassembled and I can't figure out how to put it back together again. I’m not even sure I have all the pieces. Still it makes for an interesting subject for a still life.
"New" vintage lens: Olympus OM Zuiko 1:18 50mm
“You’re everything I want in somebody, I just don’t want you” is what someone I once cared about told me.
Funny how life goes.
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A simple title for a simply lovely pair, they came up together pushing through the substrate and so they are loved.
Right next to (what's now the) "Coyote's Den Restaurant" was the Burro Jim Motel. This sign is a reproduction of the original sign. The original had lots of neon, the burro's ears moved and tail wagged, and all the lettering was in neon, mirroring the look of the cafe sign next door.
Opened in 1949 by Jim Caruthers. The motel used to rent burros to gold miners who came here and there ya go... "Burro Jim". Eunice Concklin owned it from 1970-2007, then the Lange family were the last to run it, AFAIK.
By the way, on the original sign, before it said "color tv", it said "Frigidaire". I guess when they got some color tvs, it didn't matter letting you know who was "refrigerating" the place to keep you cool.
I've read that, at least in it's last reincarnation, there were no TVs, or wifi or anything. You got a roof, a bed, and a hot shower. Basic (but OK) stuff. Walk over to the Cafe for breakfast, and you're good to go!
Sadly, even this reproduction is now gone (stolen? sold?), and the motel breathed it's last in 2015, as far as I can tell. Still standing, but I kinda doubt anyone will revive it again. There's a for sale sign on the property though, if you're brave/crazy enough. I'd ask over at the Cafe.
"Henry Stacy Marks, R. A., was a founder of the St. John's Wood Clique, a group of artists who painted very popular and well-researched historical, scriptural and literary scenes in a highly finished style. He exhibited at the Royal Academy from 1853 to 1897. Animal subjects, painted realistically and without sentiment, dominated his later work."